The Result of Thinking for One's SelfA Poem by Piro
Next, please.
Ah steady now. This won't hurt. It's just a shot To keep you full of Vitamins and minerals. Don't worry. This blue pill is for your mind This green one for your soul And this pinkish liquid for your body. Take them in that order. They taste bitter but they will help. Now hold still It's only a little personal grooming. In no time you'll be just like us again. All the bad thoughts will be forgotten. Yes, promise. Please let me shave your head. We must know your serial number Because if you end up back here We will have to give you the black pill. No one wants that. Now you're good as new. Please, Have a nice day.
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Added on August 7, 2013 Last Updated on January 14, 2014 Author
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